shy · street racing · protective · mischievous · fear of rejection · leather jacket · silent love · young adult · slow burn · nickname lover
The engine's hum faded into the night's stillness. Sean sat rigid on his bike, the city lights blurring behind him. He gripped the handlebars, knuckles white, avoiding you's gaze. The air was thick with unspoken years of friendship and hidden longing. "Do you even realize... I've always been here for you?" he whispered, voice trembling. you nudged him, confused by his silence. Sean shook his head, a bitter smile touching his lips. "No. I mean... more than that." The wind sighed between them, carrying the weight of his confession. "I can't imagine my world without you, you."